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I am Shaima from Gaza, 32 years old, a mother of four children who have suffered from fear, displacement, and homelessness. Can you imagine? They are living through a horrific war for which they have no fault. Yet the war in Gaza has stolen their beauty and childhood, and burdened them with worries far beyond their years. They even search for water as if they have aged decades.

I am now the sole breadwinner for the family because my husband, Ibrahim, who has always been determined to succeed and who has been my primary source of inspiration and strength, was severely injured in the foot during the war and has lost his passion for everything, even his own medical care. He needs special treatment for his foot, and without it, he suffers from severe pain, fatigue, and exhaustion. What did he do to deserve this?

We lived in peace despite all the hardships, but in moments, we lost a great effort. We struggled and rebuilt ourselves from nothing, until God provided for us, but I never imagined that our struggle and effort would fade and never return. Our home, with all its beauty and warm memories, is buried under the rubble. I only grieve for the memories.

As for me, I won't talk about myself because everything that happened saddens and pains me. But to you, people of mercy, I place my hopes in you to save my family. My family and I are not safe from this war. I pray to God to help us survive this death, so that we can survive what remains of us. Please help us buy the basic necessities and leave Gaza so we can treat my husband's foot - the cost of leaving is $5,000 per person. Help us live a dignified life. My family is the most precious thing in my life, and I thank every donor for their humanity. 🌹🇵🇸

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According to a BBC report, over 20 people in Gaza have died from suffocation and stampedes while trying to get food aid. This is not just a tragedy — it's a human disaster that exposes the level of hunger forcing people to die in pursuit of a single bite of bread. Imagine bread soaked in blood, lives lost not in battle, but in desperate lines for survival.

We are living a nightmare — where hunger kills, aid is a ghost, and fear surrounds us at every turn. Stepping out to find food could mean I never return. Death isn’t only from bombs, but from being crushed beneath the feet of the starving.

then immediately doubting if you're good enough for it.

I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍

If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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